Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Comoros and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Eden Ahbez to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
K-Klass,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Tremeloes,
the Human League,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kayak,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
The Litter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
World's Most,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Residents,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bluetip,
Minutemen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Stereo Dub,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Amon Düül,
The Angels of Light,
The Cure,
Grauzone,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sonics,
Glambeats Corp.,
Althea and Donna,
Radiohead,
Yazoo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deepchord,
Morten Harket,
Prince Buster,
Ultravox,
Kool Moe Dee,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Malaria!,
Chris Corsano,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Selecter,
Grey Daturas,
Icehouse,
The Cowsills,
Country Joe & The Fish,
June Days,
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
Tres Demented,
Joe Smooth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marcia Griffiths,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.